Poems from chesterloki
I cannot call myself a poet
I can't compare to those who truly know it
To Whitman and Brown and Frost and Poe
What is a word worth but a...
I can only describe who I am by my perspective
So the light that I shed will likely be expected
To seem dark and grim and down and gray...
You hold this against me.
I am not to deviate from this course.
You push these events with force.
I no longer feel free
to live life as it...
Dear Coach,
I see you sitting there, your feet raised above your desk.
Could you please refrain from teaching and just give it a rest?
Go...